All of Me Or None of MeIt's been a real long time since I've been in love. and if I'm honest, I don't remember what that was like because the woman I am now is...
When I Take My Hair downOh my God! That's freedom. I just let it be. Whatever that means to every strand of my hair. I don't wash it because it just wants to be...
I'm Not Related to YouWe form attachments. To each other. To things. To memories. To celebrations. To funerals. People we come into contact with on a daily...
Do You Love MeI was raised to believe that hard work, consistency, diligence, keeping my head up and down, standing for something, making a stand,...
QuellingI'm learning how to have a personal life all my own. Or one that resembles that space where I'm the center of attention. At least in my...
Momma said, "Young ladies do not yell"CHAPTER 6 Momma said: "Young ladies do not yell.” How many times as a kid, have you yelled at the top of your lungs and thought that was...
Flowers or RocksI've always said, I'm a late bloomer. My petals may look fragile, but they have withstood fire and frost, floods and earthquakes, tidal...
A Thing of BeautyAlong the dark path you can't see the sidewalk because the lights ain't never been working on the street. In this time of the night in...
I was Born DeadJust before I was born my last memory was of my last breath and the excitement I felt. The anticipation of the new wonders of this new...
From the Cul de SacSo I'm sitting with my fam in the cul de sac and Ron shares his four days of trauma, from watching the kids. Because his wife had to...
